It has been a very long time since I could get into the tradition beliefs of this national holiday. I am no longer naive enough to believe that it is about Pilgrims and Indians having a communal feast in peace and harmony. That idea died for me about half my life ago. I know what bloodshed and horrors were wrought upon the natives of this continent and I won't pretend to celebrate a peaceful coexistence that still has yet to be achieved. But what I can get behind is giving thanks and gratitude.
I am an incredibly lucky person. I have two healthy, intelligent and compassionate children who are entirely their own intense and brilliant selves. I have an amazing, loving, and hard working partner who does the vast majority of putting a roof over our heads, can fix nearly everything, and is very understanding when my physical disabilities get in the way of the simplest tasks. I have a beautiful little house with an enormous backyard in a decent neighborhood in a diverse and lively city. I have sweet neighbors who embody the true meaning of community. My chickens usually lay enough eggs for my family of four and I know how to grow my own vegetables. I know how to cook, bake, sew, knit, mend, draw, preserve foods and employ many other skills that allow me to save money, do for myself and make a little bit of money here and there. All of this I am so very grateful for. I love my life.
Beyond my own world, I am incredibly grateful for the people who are working hard to make good changes in the world. The people of the Occupy movement come to mind first because this is so big right now. The organizers, the occupiers, the speakers, the writers, the artists, the librarians, the bloggers, the tweeters, the donors, the brave parents who take their children to actions, the union members, the teachers, the volunteers, the meditators, the mediators, and the rest of the 99% who is doing SOMETHING to be a part of the solution, even if the something is just retweeting or talking to one co-worker about the positive aspects of Occupy or the business that displays support in it's window. What Occupy is working for is so big, so vast, so needed. This country is supposed to be "We the people" and I think it's damn time we took it back. Yet this time, the People includes men AND women, all colors of skin, all ethnicities and even the natives who were here before Columbus, the Pilgrims and the US Constitution. When that is accomplished, we should most certainly have a great feast and celebration.
Eat well tomorrow, give thanks and love your family both near and far.